Full Service Landlady

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I have often pondered the manner in which society has changed in its view of sexual relations over my lifetime. It is now quite accepted that older people, for example grandparents, still enjoy sex. It has not always been that way. There is no doubt that Grandparents used to to do it back then, but it was simply not acknowledged. Today of course, one could make a date with a grandparent online and be screwing that evening. I learned about mature sex from an older woman when I was about 21 years old. They say that men’s brains differ from...

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My Mother, Susan

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I remember the day exquisitely well. The days - no the months and years before it - are wrapped in some soft-focus, cotton-candy memory, but that day snaps into sharp focus with a clarity that is the result of moments of great impact long remembered. For all those years, my mother was my Mom. Then one day she became a woman. More importantly, she suddenly became a sexy woman. An extremely desirable woman. I didn't - that day at any rate - suddenly become a profligate. It was to take a certain determinism and some considerable time before I might...

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My Neighbor Peg

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I was the oldest in a family situation that was unique to families of the WWII era. There were four of us but I was seven years older than my next youngest brother. My three younger brothers were born after the war and I happened earlier before my father left for military service during the war. I was a toddler when he left and a big kid when he returned, we never did connect as father and son. I can't say that my parents didn't love me for they always were there to give me a word of encouragement when...

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Cleo (part 3)

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I didn't see Cleo again for several days. I wished she'd come over, or at least I'd see her, but there was never any sign. In fact, the house next door looked deserted. I thought a lot about Cleo, about what we'd done, about what she looked like. And used my hand a lot too. A couple of times, I started to go up on the porch and ring the doorbell, but chickened out. The week wound down and Saturday arrived again. Mom sent me out on an errand, when I heard Cleo call me. She'd just started down the...

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